Not only did the Hu chariots fire, but the Hu cavalry also took action.
These cavalry were also horse archers, and the rockets in their hands flew towards the small chariots.
The archers don't believe that firearms are not afraid of rockets.
Although black smoke enveloped the battlefield, the rockets were particularly dazzling.
The rockets flew towards the small tank like traffic.
Of course, the last ones to go out were the cavalry, who rushed out first,
Seeing the barbarian rockets flying over, they ran to the front of the small tank and waved their pear blossom guns wildly.
After all, the rocket did not shoot flatly, but drew an arc from the sky and fell.
These cavalry intercepted most of them, but there were still 40% of the rockets flying towards the small tanks.
The long gunner of the small tank was already ready. He shouted loudly, pointed the long gun in his hand at the rocket, and danced wildly.
There was a clanging sound, and the barbarian rockets fell one after another.
The Hu people did not have many archers and cavalry, only about a hundred people, and they could only fire about a hundred rockets.
Unlike ordinary bows and arrows, rockets must be ignited before they can be fired, so this one is also disposable.
In the darkness, and with the small chariots also running, the target of the Djinn chariot was very obvious, making it difficult for the archers to aim. Unknowingly, many rockets were fired at the Djinn chariot.
The remaining rockets were fired at the small tank, but were blocked by the spearmen and the pear-shaped spears of the cavalry escorting the tank.
After one wave of barbarians' bows and cavalry failed, there was a second wave.
This time, they could see clearly and shot arrows at the small chariot.
The small tank is easy to spot. It has only one cannon and the black smoke it emits is much lighter.
Seeing the dense arrows coming from the barbarian archers and cavalry, the spearmen and the cavalry escort shouted and waved their spears desperately.
But there were still a few arrows that passed over the spears and flew toward the small chariot.
The gunner's assistant had already taken out the broken Hu sword in his hand, and with a clanging sound, he finally shot down the Hu man's arrow.
After the barbarian shot two arrows, he had no chance to shoot again. The two sides were only ten steps away.
Just when the cavalry thought that the Hu cavalry was going to draw their scimitars and compete with them, the Hu cavalry suddenly turned around and ran away.
Coward, coward, the cavalry of the security regiment chased while shouting curses.
Ding, jingle, jingle, even though the barbarians retreated, they still half-turned around, and the bows and arrows in their hands were still shooting at the security regiment soldiers.
Not only did the cavalry escorts on both sides fight, but the cavalry on both sides became even more fierce.
Boom, boom, boom, dust flying, flags flying.
The barbarian archers were still like a huge black wave, charging fiercely at the security regiment's cavalry.
They are now shooting sharp arrows while riding horses forward.
Liu Xianhong shouted, waving the pear gun in his hand desperately, and rushed towards the barbarian bow cavalry.
Not only the general Liu Xianhong rushed forward bravely, but also the scholar-general Yu Changan rushed forward.
Ding, jingle, jingle, the pear blossom guns of the security regiment cavalry kept waving.
Buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, the barbarian bow riders were flying like locusts in their hands.
The barbarian cavalry archers shoot from a long distance, while the cavalry of the security regiment shoot at close range.
On the surface, both sides seemed to be attacking, but the barbarians shot from long range and the security group blocked from close range. In fact, the security group was still defending.
However, this kind of defense is not really defense, but offense and defense at the same time.
Liu Xianhong knew that the cavalry of the security regiment was very passive, but the opponent had the advantage of long-range shooting.
The only way now is to rush forward regardless of one's own safety and fight closely with the barbarian archers and cavalry.
He shouted, brandishing his pear blossom gun to block the barbarian's arrows, and rushed towards the barbarian.
The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, one hundred steps, eighty steps, fifty steps, thirty steps, ten steps.
Seeing that the two sides were about to collide, Liu Xianhong couldn't help but be overjoyed.
As long as they fight in close quarters, the seven-foot-long Pear Blossom Spear Sutra in his hand will not make things easier for the barbarians.
But to Liu Xianhong's dismay, the Hu men immediately turned their horses and ran away.
Coward, coward, Liu Xianhong cursed and chased the barbarian.
Liu Xianhong's horses were taller and faster than the Hu people's horses.
Tramp, tap, tap, in the sound of horses chasing.
Liu Xianhong's horse was getting faster and faster, and he was about to catch up with the barbarian Qianfu Zhang Xianhu.
Xianhu was unhurried at this time, half-turned his body, opened the bow with his left hand, and nocked an arrow with his right hand.
With a bang, the arrow shot towards Liu Xianhong like a meteor.
The two sides were less than ten steps away, and the arrows were fast and furious.
Liu Xianhong didn't have time to wave, so he just pulled it out slightly, but didn't pull it away.
He lowered his head at the same time, heard a whooshing sound, and felt his face burning.
It turned out that the arrow flew past his face.
Xian Hu, the leader of the barbarian army, couldn't help laughing when he saw his embarrassed appearance.
Liu Xianhong couldn't help being furious. He clamped the horse's belly and stabbed the Hu man with the pear blossom spear in his hand.
The Hu people didn't get what he wanted, so they hurriedly grabbed the horse's belly and fled.
The Hu people's horses were short and small, and they would soon be overtaken by Liu Xianhong.
Just as he was about to catch up, the barbarian Qianfu turned around again and took another arrow with him.
This time Liu Xianhong was well prepared and used his pear blossom gun to pull it out in time.
The two of them just shot each other, chasing each other non-stop.
Not only Liu Xianhong is like this, but almost all the cavalry of the security regiment are like this.
After a cup of tea, Liu Xianhong was sweating profusely, his horse was panting, and its speed slowed down unknowingly.
On the other hand, although the opponent was also sweating profusely, the speed of the war horse had not dropped much.
Liu Xianhong was panting and couldn't help but compare the weapons of both sides.
The other party's bow can only weigh two to three kilograms, and his pear-shaped spear weighs more than ten kilograms, which is obviously more tiring.
I heard that although the Mongolian horse is not fast, it has great endurance. I finally saw it today.
Seeing the Hu people's copycat chariots separated, Li Hua couldn't help but look at Huang Xiaoniu, hoping that she would make up her mind.
Huang Xiaoniu smiled coldly: "Fire to the left with all your strength."
"Fire to the left with all your strength and pursue to the left." Li Hua nodded. Rather than injuring ten of his fingers, it would be better to cut off one of his fingers.
The Hu people's chariots separated from each other to the left and right, and were still turning.
"Boom, boom, boom." All the artillery fire of the giant spirit chariot was aimed at the Hu people's cottage chariot on the left.
At the same time, the five small tanks of the Giant Spirit Chariot also aimed their artillery fire at the turning Huren's copycat chariot.
The Hu people were trying their best to separate to the left. The mountain village in front was about to complete the turn.
"Boom, boom, boom." The thunder of the cyclone cannon has exploded.
There are six tornado cannons on the giant chariot, plus four tornado cannons on the small tank, for a total of ten tornado cannons.
The positions of the two sides are only fifty steps apart, which is when the cyclone cannon exerts its power.
The giant chariot had six medium-sized thunderbolts, and the small chariot had four small thunderbolts. They all exploded among the foreign chariots.
A small thunderbolt weighs ten kilograms, and a medium thunderbolt weighs twenty kilograms. Their power is not on the same level.
The power of a small thunderbolt is about ten steps, while the power of a medium thunderbolt is about twenty steps.
Ceramic shards flew everywhere, some hit the air, some hit the chariot fenders, and many hit the foreigners' horses and bodies.
The blow to the body is just painful, and you may continue to endure it, at most you will scream.
Several barbarian grooms suddenly screamed, and ceramic shards hit their arms.
His hand shook, and he originally steered the war horse to turn to the left, but suddenly turned to the right, that is, towards the giant spirit chariot.
Huang Xiaoniu controlled the shadowless cannon and hit the Hu people's copycat chariot running to the left.
Bang bang, bang bang, Huang Maverick's shadowless cannon emitted a cloud of black smoke, and the Hu man's chariot driver was hit by Huang Maverick.
The groom's hands were hit by more than twenty pellets of lead bullets. He shed tears of pain and screamed in agony.
Not only that, his hands were shaking constantly, his left hand could not stop holding the horse's reins, and his right hand could not use the riding whip.
Seeing the war horse suddenly crashing into the giant spirit chariot, the groom hurriedly shouted.
All the barbarians on the chariot screamed loudly, and even the gunner and assistants forgot to fire.
As long as their chariot collides with the Djinn chariot, these chariots will be almost finished.
For the Djinn chariot, it may cause a little damage, maybe punch out a few holes and so on.
Not only the barbarians shouted loudly, but also everyone in the giant chariot was surprised.
Seeing the Hu people's imitation chariots crashing towards the Giant Spirit chariot, even Huang Xiaoniu, the instigator, felt a little regretful. He did not expect that these Hu people's chariots would actually hit him.
Naturally, the Hu people's imitation chariot would be destroyed and people would be killed, but if my own chariot was injured, I would definitely not be able to escape.
Although the Hu people suffered heavy casualties, this was not in line with my original ideas.
Fortunately, there was also a spearman beside the chariot driver of the Hu people's village, and he hurriedly threw away the spear in his hand.
The spearman grabbed the horse's rein and whip from the groom's hand. He shouted loudly, beat the horse with all his strength, and pulled the horse's rein as hard as he could.
The spearman hurriedly sweated profusely and used all his strength to finally stabilize the copycat chariot thirty steps away from the giant chariot.
All the barbarians in the chariot breathed a sigh of relief, and even the original groom couldn't help but pat his chest lightly.
"Boom, boom, boom." Several heavy and loud noises exploded over the barbarian village.
This thunderous thunder was naturally launched by the Giant Spirit Chariot and was specially awarded to this copycat chariot.
It turned out that the cyclone gunner of the giant chariot saw the barbarian chariot rushing towards his chariot, so he fired several thunderbolts weighing thirty kilograms.
This large-scale sky-shattering thunder is even more powerful, with a killing capacity of thirty steps.
The four barbarians on top of these imitation chariots screamed, and they were either seriously injured or died on the spot.
The explosion also ignited the copycat thunderbolt on the Hu people's copycat chariot, causing a series of explosions.
Not only were the Hu people completely killed, but the war horses also died on the spot. The chariots all fell apart and turned into wooden blocks.
The explosion also ignited the wooden blocks on the broken chariot, which began to burn and gradually turned into black coal.
The ceramic fragments from the big explosion flew everywhere, 20% of which were shot at the Djinn chariot.
With a clanging clang, these ceramic fragments hit the giant chariot and were bounced back.
There were also 40% of the Hu chariots that were turning, and the Hu chariots in several chariots suffered an immediate disaster.
The grooms of two of the chariots were seriously injured and could not control their horses.
The horses of three or four imitation chariots had no time to turn, and suddenly collided with the horses of two other imitation chariots that were turning.
These war horses were turning hard and there was no time to dodge.
Bang bang, bang bang, several chariots were hit during these turns, and they all fell over.
The barbarian groaned and struggled to get up from the ground.
The gunner of the Djinn Chariot's Cyclone Cannon couldn't help but be overjoyed. This opportunity was extremely rare.
While aiming at the fallen Hu chariot, he shouted loudly: "Aim at these unlucky guys and fire."
"Boom, boom, boom." Six medium-sized thunderbolts exploded above or around these barbarians.
The explosion caused a series of big explosions of several barbarian imitation chariots and thunder, and this time the explosion was even more powerful.
Bang bang, bang bang, large and small ceramic shards flew everywhere, making the giant chariot bang, as if a heavy rainstorm was hitting the iron sheet.
The explosion raised a small mushroom cloud in the sky, shrouding the Djinn chariot and the Huren's copycat chariot next to it in darkness.
The giant chariot was also affected by this huge explosion. It couldn't help but tilt to the right and was about to fall.
Feeling that the Djinn chariot was tipping to the right and immediately falling down, everyone in the car couldn't help but turn pale in shock.
Unable to let the giant spirit chariot crash and kill people, Huang Xiaoniu pulled the handle and shouted: "Hold the handle and lean to the left as hard as you can."
Huang Xiaoniu's words reminded everyone, and everyone in the giant spirit chariot grabbed the handle and leaned forward as hard as possible.
The giant spirit chariot swayed left and right again, and Huang Xiaoniu felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, as if there was liquid about to emerge from his stomach.
Bang bang, bang bang, the giant chariot hit the ground hard and finally stood firm.
Several gusts of mountain wind blew, and the black smoke gradually dissipated, and the results of the explosion finally appeared in front of the giant spirit chariot soldiers.
I saw that within a radius of forty or fifty steps, it had become a hell on earth.
The ground that used to be relatively flat now exploded with several large and small tangs measuring two or even three feet in diameter.
More than a dozen Hu chariots fell to the ground. Some of them burst into flames, some turned into half chariots, and some all turned into pieces of wood.
Hundreds of barbarian war horses and barbarians seemed to have come out of the stove. Some were still moaning, some were still twitching, some had ceramic shards stuck in their heads, and some had blood flowing out of their necks, heads, bodies, and arms. .
The blood is no longer red, but turns black due to the black smoke and dust, and flows towards the newly emerged Taipa.
After the all-out attack just now, the one on the left has destroyed nearly thirty Hu people's imitation chariots.
There were nearly twenty Hu chariots on the left, but they no longer had the courage to fight.
The third centurion, the Hu deputy, was lucky enough to run ahead and was not killed, but was only slightly injured.
He looked pale and shouted: "Retreat, retreat, retreat."
If there hadn't been a series of big explosions just now, he would still have the courage to fight, but the explosion was too terrifying.
He just looked back and almost vomited out his overnight meal.
The barbarian centurion next to him also looked pale, feeling as if all his strength had disappeared.
"Three centurions, there are fifty chariots on the right, what should we do?" he couldn't help but ask.
The deputy tercenturion thought for a while and said vaguely: "They will find their own solution."
He really wanted to withdraw his troops, but this would have a huge impact on morale.
He just saw that the small monster on the left side of the Nanman was also affected by the explosion, causing people to fall on their backs.
He also wanted to withdraw his troops and hoped that the fifty chariots on the left would perform miracles.
Li Hua now admires Huang Xiaoniu more and more. Just now, she used all the firepower of her giant spirit chariot to not only destroy nearly thirty Hu people's chariots, but also frightened the remaining Hu people's cottages on the left to lose their wits and run away.
If he were left alone, he would never dare to have such courage.
After all, his first priority is to ensure the safety of the Djinn chariot.
But the series of big explosions just now almost destroyed the giant chariot and killed everyone.
Huang Xiaoniu didn't know what he was thinking, so he shouted excitedly: "Attack the copycat chariot on the right."
After a column of incense, the battle between the cavalry and the archers was about to enter the decisive stage.
Liu Xianhong felt that his right hand was shaking, and the pear gun in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, making it increasingly difficult to swing.
The leader of the barbarian tribe, Xian Hu, smiled coldly and sneered again and again: "Nanman, you don't have any strength anymore, I will send you to hell."
After saying that, he slowly opened the three-stone hard bow in his hand, and the four-foot arrow in his hand was pointed at Liu Xianhong like a poisonous snake.
